A snowfall left Qiao Guomin in Haicheng County, Yang Jinghui rarely lived a "head of government" day, because it was a weekend and the leader was not there, the whole unit was quiet all morning, that is, there was no one to do errands, and there was no one to ask for directions, Yang Jinghui had time to continue to read the rented novel, and when he read that Ling Shuanghua was self-disfiguring in love, Ding Dian was stabilized in prison by Ling Huisi with the chrysanthemums placed on the windowsill by Ling Shuanghua, Yang Jinghui felt inexplicably sad and sad, Jin Yong's "Lian Cheng Decision" in all his works It is a very "strange" one, the work infinitely magnifies the ugliness and bad roots of human nature, full of fraud, in order to achieve the goal, do not choose to break off, the disciples deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, the brothers and sisters cannibalize each other, even the father and son, husband and wife can not escape suspicion, the people who have read this book will feel numb in the back, and send out the feeling of "there is still Dun Ke in the world, Dun Ke can depend on each other", Yang Jinghui has not been exempt from vulgarity, he feels the same as most readers in the world Lack of security.

Clip a bookmark, close the book, think about the plot of the book in my mind, my eyes are in a daze outside the window of the snow, I don't know how the snow this year fell early, and it is extraordinarily much, I am used to seeing more and more snow, Yang Jinghui understands more and more the understanding of the snow of the predecessors, the white earth, the hundred trees are withered, and the whole world is only pure white and black two colors, "white mountain and black water" describes the world where they live, when the snow just fell, the river has not had time to freeze, the snow falls on the bank is silvery, falling into the water, surrounded by water, So no matter how crystal clear the water is, it must be black against the backdrop of the silvery shore. It is no wonder that Chinese people are accustomed to using that ink when painting landscapes and ice and snow, such an artistic conception is really colorful and dazzling.

When Yang Jinghui was thinking about it, the pager on the table rang, and a text message came: Please call back 9XX ......, it is an unfamiliar number, it should be the number of the "big brother", no one among the people he knows will have such a noble "equipment", even if Lu Dongsheng becomes the director of the county party committee office, he has not had it so far, but after thinking about it, he still rebroadcast it according to the number.

After the phone was connected, Yang Jinghui was full of doubts.

"Hello, who paged me?"

"Guess what"? A calm and warm voice came, and at the same time, the figure appeared in front of Yang Jinghui's eyes.

"Are you Big Brother He? Is it Big Brother He? ”

"Did you receive the greeting card?"

"I'll pager you, but your pager is out of use......" Yang Jinghui felt aggrieved.

"The pager is deactivated, isn't it a shotgun change? Now you big brother He uses a mobile phone," He Jiquan was laughing on the other end of the phone.

"Brother He, have you made a fortune? This mobile phone is so expensive, it has to cost tens of thousands of dollars, right? ”

There was a knock on the door from He Jiquan, He Jiquan asked Yang Jinghui to save the number, and contact him if he had something to do in the future, so he hung up in a hurry.

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Until after dinner, Yang Jinghui was still thinking about this matter, in this era, if he is either a big boss who has made a fortune, or a high-ranking official whose position has reached a certain level, will Brother He go to the sea to do business? It should be unlikely, he has been in the province, although he didn't say much about what he did, but he should be in politics, but Brother He's age is an ordinary clerk in the province, it won't be so suddenly developed, it will be ......, Yang Jinghui couldn't think of any other possibility, so he simply didn't think about it, and fell asleep.

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There is chaos in the sleep, that is, there are scenes from real life, there are also plots in novels, many events are mixed together, I dreamed that I was incarnated as Ding Dian and pulled Zhang Xiaomei on the boat to avoid Wanzhen Mountain; dreamed that Lu Dongsheng was wearing a military uniform on a mission; I dreamed that Qiao Guomin and Chen Guiying were flirting with each other, and after discovering myself sitting on the boat, he looked angrily and hurriedly dodged, and after the last dream, a person fell from the sky, and slashed down with a vicious knife, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be the ancestor of the blood knife. As soon as he dodged and fell, he fell off the boat and fell into the water, and the river water poured into his nose and mouth, suffocating Yang Jinghui and woke up, shocked into a cold sweat. When he opened his eyes, the sky was bright, thinking that today was the weekend and he didn't have to go to work, Yang Jinghui got up and got out of bed to drink a glass of water, turned around and lay on the bed to reminisce about the dream, but he couldn't sleep anymore, he opened the curtains and looked out, the snow had accumulated a thick layer, the sky was still gloomy, and the snow was getting smaller, but it was still falling.

After washing, Yang Jinghui went to the snack shop in the town to drink a bowl of tofu brain and eat a drawer of round dumplings. After a full meal, I was thinking about how to spend the day, when the pager rang and I received a text message: Where are you now? In the dormitory or?

Yang Jinghui found a phone booth and broadcast it.

The phone was broadcast, but no one answered, and it was broadcast twice or the same, which provoked the old man who looked at the phone booth sideways, because according to the regulations of the phone booth charge, no one answered is not charged, but some bad phone booth owners ignore this, as long as you use my phone I will charge, and this old man is relatively fair, but the phone has been broadcast a few times for no reason, and he is still not very happy.

When Yang Jinghui saw the old man's frowning brows, he apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get through there, why don't I give you money first?"

The old man was embarrassed when he saw Yang Jinghui so polite.

"If you don't connect, how can you collect money, isn't it in the eyes of money? Alright, alright, I've got to put the phone away, it's too cold, don't freeze this line."

Yang Jinghui had no choice but to turn back to the dormitory, intending to continue to read the novel at home. When passing by the rental bookstore, I went in and asked the boss, a few days ago I borrowed a book "The Snow of Kilimanjaro" has been returned, the boss flipped through the book and told him that he has not yet, he asked the boss if he could borrow another one, after reading it in the past two days, he came back together, the boss asked him to go in and find it himself, Yang Jinghui looked for it, and finally found a new book on the shelves, called "Cultural Journey", I have heard of this Yu Qiuyu's collection for a long time, different from the general travelogue, the author weakened the description of the tourist scenery, It's more of a deep reflection on history and culture. After finishing the registration of the rental book, Yang Jinghui bought another bag of tea and hurriedly returned to the dormitory.

Walking to the corridor of the dormitory, he saw a person standing vaguely in front of his door, wearing a woolly windbreaker and a plaid scarf around his neck, pacing around the corridor, and heard Yang Jinghui's footsteps turn his head and meet his eyes, Yang Jinghui was stunned.

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